‘Impossible... K-Krysos?!‘

In front of Asura was a mountain-shaped boulder that he was VERY familiar with.

It was the very treasure that made the Savage Earthen Ogre Tribe what they were today after all. The Armament owned by the chief of the Tribe, Krysos.

The one and only Heavenly Demon Mountain.

Asura could not believe his eyes. The mountain could only be controlled by Krysos, so if it was indeed the same Heavenly Demon Mountain and not some replica… didn’t that mean that Krysos had set it up to be that way?

Asura was so shocked that he wasn’t able to register the incoming threat.

“KUHK!”

Asura spat out blood before looking down to see the blade of a scythe poking out of his stomach. As he watched, a much deeper corrosion than before began to spread out from the fatal wound.

He was finished.

He could feel it down to his soul, this was his end. Honestly, it wasn’t so bad. At this point he couldn’t feel very much and to die in battle knowing that he had furthered the advancement of his race was a relief.

‘But…’

Asura slipped to his knees as all strength failed him. The corrosion not only attacked his life force, it had weakening effects that he was completely unable to fight against. So he could only shamefully land on his knees.

The scythe was slowly dragged out of his body but he didn’t pay it any mind. He was already ready to die.

‘But…’

2 hands grabbed his shoulders and forcibly but slowly turned him around. What were they doing now? Did they intend to sully the little honour he had left? Just as he was about to close his eyes and accept his death. He saw the identity of the person who had turned him around and his heart fractured.

Standing in front of him was Krysos who took 3 steps back to stand just a little behind the Wraith King. Like he was some kind of servant. Talk less of Asura, even the spectating Ogres and Wraiths were watching with shock and confusion.

Various thoughts raged their way around Asura’s head but he still could not comprehend. Did Krysos seriously help the Wraith King to kill him? Before if it was only speculation, now it is certain. He had been killed by a member of his own race, which to be fair wasn’t that abnormal. But this wasn’t the same, Krysos should not be driven by the lust of power, in fact, he didn’t even seem to want to finish him off. The Wraith King would eat all the benefits from his death.

So what was the meaning of this…?

Asura was too damaged to think too much, he was already going to die so what could it possibly matter?

Htu!

Asura spat out the blood that had been accumulating in his mouth.

‘Aaah… I am only embarrassing myself further’.

Asura’s eyes drooped as his consciousness began to cede. He was going to die.

‘But...’

Thinking of Krysos’ face twisted with disdain.

‘BUT I AM NOT WILLING!’

“HNNNG!”

Asura’s eyes flipped open as he exerted his muscles to do SOMETHING! His upper body dropped down as he began to slowly inch towards one direction.

His weapons.

Krysos looked at Asura with disdain. Truly he didn’t want to see something like this but it couldn’t be helped. Asura was becoming too strong and he couldn’t have that, Krysos was aware of an Armament Bond and knew once you formed the connection, you would gain immeasurable benefits. He would never let Asura achieve such a feat with 4 of them, what a joke! Where would his face as chief go then?

Besides, now with his secret deal with the Wraith King, he was promised that he wouldn’t be assasinated. Of course, he was smart and he didn’t believe such a deal would last long, but it would give him enough time to kill Babunda and rise in strength. After killing the Wraith King, the Tribe would only need him, the chief!

But damn, this guy has lost all face for the Savage Earthen Ogre Tribe. Must he crawl like such a piece of trash? What a disgrace, just die with your little dignity!

In his anger, he took the necessary steps forward to reach the dying Asura and kicked him hard.

DU!

Asura was suddenly sent flying but in the process he passed out. It would seem that it was the end for-

CLANG!

His body landed on the pile of weapons that he dropped before but as his body began to twitch, the blood that never stopped flowing out of his body soaked each of the weapons.

Causing a very terrifying change in events.

...iiiiIIIIIIIIINNN!!!

All four weapons began to illuminate with a bone-chilling red colour that wasn’t dissimilar from Asura’s horns.

Indeed, it was this red colour that Asura had as his personal Killing Essence colour, different from the Killing Essence of others, it was a striking crimson that was comparable to a rose.

But that didn’t last very long.

Slowly, Asura’s horns began to turn black as they twisted in nature, developing chinks and cracks that portrayed an image of desolation and disaster. Correspondingly, the same process repeated itself in all 4 of Asura’s weapons.

The red light emitted by the 4 weapons was also converted into a dark colour that reeked of despair.

Soon, each weapon began to right itself as they floated into the air. Simultaneously, Asura’s body began to float up with all his arms stretched out. Strangely, he was still unconscious.

But the others weren’t and they were TERRIFIED!

They could feel the ‘world-destroying’ aura that all 4 weapons put together released and they wanted nothing to do with it! So they fled with no hesitation, completely forgetting their respective leaders. The only ones who remained were the Wraith King, Krysos and Babunda who had long since been trapped under the Heavenly Demon Mountain.

But when both Krysos and the Wraith King failed their best attempts to interrupt Asura they too made the decision to flee.

At this point, more shocking changes had been made to Asura’s body. His previously 2.5 metre 2.7 metre height had reached 3 metres and his bulky muscles had transformed, becoming narrower yet extremely prominent. His entire body had become streamlined which was neither too big and neither too little, the epitome of male muscular perfection.

Such a constitution was PERFECT for wielding all sorts of weapons.

And naturally that was the point.

Suddenly, all 4 weapons attached themselves to each of Asura’s hands, causing a violent reaction to occur.

BOOOOOOM!!!

A dark and sinister aura that erupted into the sky was released from Asura’s body that every life form in the continent could feel. At the same time, a soul-shaking roar that promised vengeance and death caused the hearts of its residents to shiver with fear.

...Including the Crying Ghost.

No one would ever forget what happened that bloody day.